thunderbolts and lightening

July 03, 2008
Candace Morris
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is there anything more magical and wonderful than a mid-summer lightening storm? last night, in the warmth of my beloved Seattle, some roaring lightening came out to play - proceeded by a dump of the most delicious warm rain. it entombed my apartment lovingly and was the perfect punctuation mark to a rather light-hearted and productive evening.

i made dinner, complete with protein, veggie, salad, and potatoes. (do you sit to meals? quite often joel and i sit to meals, and it's just so divine). i then did all the dishes (did you know it's poor fungshui for your kitchen to have dirty dishes overnight? which just means those dirty dishes are blocking creative flow in your kitchen - and i need all the creative flow i can get) and got an itch to make a cobbler because we had some lovely strawberries from the farmer's market that were very very very ripe and almost beyond our lips' enjoyment.

so i threw together an apple and strawberry crisp - and since it was the first time i have baked in the apartment, i realized that my baking arrangement simply was not working for me...so spent some time rearranging. i then moved into the living room and put away our laundry and just was the most amazing housewife last night. (there is nothing like cleaning while you spell (i mean smell, hahaaa) baked goods).

i finally sat down and joel and i watched Adventures in Babysitting - and dudes, i love this movie. (did you know Vincent D'onofrio is in this?!)

then i cleaned the kitchen once again and made joel and i some sandwiches for lunch. i do not remember a time where i have made a lunch the night before, so i just went to bed feeling quite self-satisfied...like you know, if there is ONE thing, just ONE thing that i know i could be so stellar at - it's housewifing. if only, if only.

i get off work today at noon, and so a four-hour work day feels just obscenely wicked. so i am flying from tree to tree today - perky in my white dress - and i feel good to be perched atop this weeping willow.